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Seeing Fang Bing's reaction, Liang Jingxian knew just how successful Dream Mud had been.
But the quantity was still too meager to fetch a good price on the market, and he needed it for his own woman, so he had no intention of selling it.
"Other drugs are easy to find, you just need to spend some money, but without cultivating Seven Soul Grass, everything else is in vain.
It looks like I must find someone to cultivate more Seven Soul Grass. As long as it is successfully cultivated, mass-producing Dream Mud won't be a problem."
Liang Jingxian planned to search online for top domestic plant cultivation experts after returning home and pay them a visit. But not long after leaving Baiyun Community, he received a call from Zhang Xue Xin.
"Hello, Liang..."
"Xue Xin, what's up? Do you need something?"
Zhang Xue Xin hemmed and hawed, "Liang, didn't you say you wanted me to build a website for you? You still haven't sent me your information and requirements."